The night was thick, and a team with torches rushed northwest in the dark night, and the sound of heavy footsteps mixed with rapid gasps, the haze of the devil's pursuers shrouded everyone's hearts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Their tired bodies were swaying in the cold wind, and it seemed that they might fall at any moment, but they did not dare to stop, because the devil's pursuers were close at hand, and stopping would mean death.

Yang Ling walked at the forefront of the team with the captured 38 rifle on his shoulder, and when he heard someone falling behind him and snorting, he stopped.

Turning his head, Su Er, the young man who joined the team in Suzhou, was panting and struggling in the mud to get up, but perhaps he was too tired, and he fell back into the mud after struggling.

Yang Ling turned around and stretched out his hand to Su Er, dragging him up from the muddy water, "Can you still go?" ”

The young man, who had lost his father and family not long ago, was exceptionally strong, biting his lip and replying, "Sir, I can still go!"

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder: "Good job!"

Perhaps it was because of Yang Ling's encouragement, Su Er felt that his exhausted body had regenerated a force, prompting him to continue moving forward.

Yang Ling and they defeated the devil's cavalry team during the day, and most of a cavalry squadron was wiped out, and the defeat of the cavalry squadron made the devil commander Higashijo Taro angry, and vowed to destroy Yang Ling and their rout at all costs.

So they have been biting behind Yang Ling's buttocks, chasing after them, so that Yang Ling and them have to flee for their lives in embarrassment, the two sides have been chasing and fleeing on this bleak and cold plain for a whole day, and they don't even have time to eat and drink, as if the devil soldiers will not give up if they don't catch up with them.

In this southern Jiangsu Plain area, the vast and vast Tibetans can't hide, so they can only keep fleeing, which makes Yang Ling feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he has an unprecedented disgust with the plain terrain.

The sound of horses' hooves came from the rear of the procession, and the exhausted procession hurried to hide in the grass on both sides of the road, some fell, others hurriedly pulled the bolts, and the ranks were in a small commotion.

It was not the devil who caught up on horseback, but Jiao Chaoming, who Yang Ling stayed behind to monitor the devil.

"What's going on?" Yang Ling tugged at the rifle on his shoulder and strode up to meet it.

"Battalion commander, the devil soldiers have begun to set up camp." Jiao Chaoming spoke excitedly.

Before Jiao Chaoming's words fell, the exhausted defeated soldiers let out a burst of cheers, they had been chased by the devils all day, they were really tired.

"Grandma, I thought the devil was beaten with iron, it turned out that he would be tired, tired to death." Qin Shou collapsed on the cold withered grass like a dead pig, looking up at the dark night sky as if relieved, and never wanted to get up again.

The devils camped out, which meant that they could also stop and rest, and for the first time, they felt how happy it was to be able to rest.

"Hold on, big guy, let's go a little further and then rest." Although Yang Ling knew that everyone had reached the end of the crossbow, it was too close to the devils, and if the devils sneaked over, they would become turtles in the urn, and they couldn't run if they wanted to.

Although everyone was exhausted, Yang Ling gave the order, and they still supported each other and continued to walk for a while before camping in a leeward depression.

Everyone was lying on the ground like mud and panting, seeing the exhausted people, Yang Ling's heart sighed, this is the first day, if it goes on like this, they will be caught up by the devil sooner or later, and they have to think of a way.

After arranging the sentry, Yang Ling went to the regimental deputy Liu Ming to report his idea of delaying the pursuers, the regimental deputy Liu Ming's wound had suppurated, and the situation had deteriorated further, although the whole person had become weak, but he still remained optimistic and supported Yang Ling's idea.

In fact, now the deputy of the regiment Liu Ming has completely delegated power to Yang Ling, firstly, he is injured and the command is inconvenient, and secondly, Yang Ling has established absolute prestige among the defeated soldiers through several victories, with Yang Ling's unfazed character, Liu Ming believes that Yang Ling will be able to bring them back alive.

Yang Ling didn't like to be in a passive situation, just like now they were being chased by devils and fled, this feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, because in a passive situation, it is easy to lose control over the development of things, and it is impossible to predict what will happen in the future, so it is even easier to be in danger.

Yang Ling wanted to change the current state and change from passive to active, so he didn't fall asleep after eating to replenish his strength and resting, but selected some bold and careful people among the routs to prepare to carry out a secret mission.

Liu Yidao had never felt so tired, it felt like he was going to die, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he felt that he could sleep for three days and three nights now when he lay down.

But now he had to stand, because Yang Ling was going to lead them on a secret mission, which was at stake for the lives of all of them.

When everyone was already asleep, Yang Ling and the eight selected brothers had already left the camp with all their weapons and disappeared into the darkness.

Yang Ling They are very tired, and the devil soldiers led by Shaozo Dong Shotaro are also tired, although they are well-trained soldiers, but after a long journey, they have come to the end of the crossbow at this moment, and they must rest.

Although Shaozo Higashijotaro knew that he only needed to hold on for another half an hour, and the rout of the branch he pursued could not hold on, and he would catch up with them and then destroy them, but they had held out for countless hours and a half, and the gang of people was still on the run, which made Higashijo Taro very discouraged, and for the first time he admired those branch routs.

However, Higashijo Taro didn't think that the group of routs would be able to escape from the palm of his hand, as long as his soldiers rested for a night and replenished their strength, then they would definitely be able to catch up with them tomorrow and then destroy them, he had such confidence.

However, it is obvious that Yang Ling will not let Dongzhuang Taro sleep so peacefully, not long after Dongzhuang Taro fell asleep, Yang Ling and the other nine people have already followed the original road and retouched and lurked next to the devil's camp.

There is an infantry brigade of more than 1,000 people led by Shaozo Higashi Shotaro, although it is only a temporary camp, but the vigilance has not relaxed in the slightest, in addition to the machine gun bunkers stacked with sandbags at the open and secret posts, there are also many fires lit more than ten meters away from the outside of the camp, if you approach rashly, you will definitely be discovered in advance.

Liu Yidao saw that the heavily guarded devil camp was in trouble, and said to Yang Ling with a bitter face: "Battalion commander, this little devil's camp is the same as Wang Bahu, it's not easy to start."

Yang Ling stared at the heavily guarded devil camp, his face full of murderous anger: "Don't say it's the king eight shells, even if it's an iron shell, you have to poke a hole in him!"

"You all come here," Yang Ling lowered his voice and beckoned all the surrounding brothers to him and began to assign tasks.